ᔕTᖇᗩᑎGE ᗪIᗩᖇY 3

[Xura]

Hi!

For those of you who don't know me, or have never heard of the Strange Diary trilogy, my name is Xura. I love writing and making people laugh, so when I started this story, I was super excited. I had a lot of lovely commenters and readers who will always remain near and dear to my heart, and they supported me a long way in the running. In January, earlier this year, I ended Strange Diary on it's second book. It remained uncompleted and on an irritable cliffhanger. The reason why I ended the story was because I felt I wasn't making my readers happy anymore. The entries were longer, they had taken a more serious tone, and even I had begun to feel discouraged to write. So with a heavy heart, I informed my lovely readers that I would be stopping this specific story for good. However, I never stopped thinking about the book or my time on this website, and for several months I would just check in on and off. I even tried to make a remake of the story, but sadly, couldn't bring myself to do it.
Well, long story short, here I am again. :) And this time, I actually do plan on continuing the story. I'm not going to pick up where I last left off, but I am going to try and have fun writing again. I really wasn't planning to upload this. In fact, I actually did write what I did purely for my enjoyment. But as I was writing, I began to think about any of my readers who really wanted to read the continuance of the story, I have no reason to keep it from you. Feel free to mark or comment, I will leave my first stories and a couple other links below.
Thank you guys, I love you so much.
~Xura

_ᔕTᖇᗩᑎGE ᗪIᗩᖇY_
_ᔕTᖇᗩᑎGE ᗪIᗩᖇY 2_
Over The Moon
Diary of the Planet's Future Ruler
Highschool Drama
THIS IS NOT A DIARY, ITS A POTATO
This is NOT a diary, it's a CACTUS!
This is a log (dog diary thing)
This is a BLUEBERRY, NOT a diary
Silver's Apple diary
Of fire and Nature (interactive story)
ᴛʜᴇ ɢɪʀʟ ᴏғ ғᴀᴛᴇ ~ {*Diary}

Table of Contents:
I made Australian friends!
The Fight; The Night; It's Alright
Broke and Homeless for 2 days!
EMOTIONAL TENSION!!!! x2!

[Xura]

Dear diary,

Or should I call you DIEry... Today is not my day. I probably should explain. Probablyyyy.

Okay, so let's start with the basics. My name is Xura, Xura Stryker. When I was fifteen years old, I started writing in a diary. I would document my pretty crazy life, I even had a name for the book I wrote in- _ᔕTᖇᗩᑎGE ᗪIᗩᖇY_. Bit of an odd name since it doesn't exactly describe who I am or even what I've been through. But as Shakespeare says, what's in a name?
Anyway, for about two years I documented my journey as an agent in my grandfather's criminal company, Thunder. Such a creative name, I know. But that's not all I did. I also worked undercover for SHIELD. Yeah, SHIELD. You know, that organization that fell apart last year? Apparently, hydra somehow took over and it was a huge epidemic on the news. I'm glad I quit when I did.
I left in a rage when I had learned that Nick Fury assigned agents to go undercover as my parents all my life. He had planned a career for me in Shield before I even knew how to count. For a while, I didn't know what direction to turn so I looked to my best friend, Amy. Amy was very supportive of me, and helped me become a renown thief by the name of Scarlett Hunter.
Along the way, I made a lot of friends. Sure they were thieves and general criminals, but they were the most genuine and kind people you could ever hope to meet. Ironic, huh? For a while, being a thief was the best decision I had ever made. That was until Amy got a call.
Thunder called us in about a possible double agent in the organization. Which, at the time, had just been me before I quit shield for good. How Inconvinent. To keep it short, it ended with Amy and I being dragged in two different directions. They had strong suspicions that I was a double agent, with good reason. For two weeks I was locked in a Thunder prison with no escape.

That was until Amy came back with a plan. She contacted a government facility I didn't even know existed- FOX. I don't much about FOX, and I never had any opportunity to ask questions. An undercover team they had broke me out of the prison with Amy leading the charge. Immediately after the rescue, Amy and I went back on the run. I've asked her a few times about the incident, but she's only ever told me FOX owed her a favor. I suppose I can just be thankful I'm alive and out of there.
For about eight months, we continued being thieves with a very low profile. And I mean very low. Not even my criminal friends could find me, it was all of Amy's clients exclusively. And she insisted that they only see her. I don't remember a time with so little contact with anyone else. We often heard rumors that Thunder and Shield were still after us, and believe me, I've had my fair share of surprise encounters with them. But luckily, we always find a way out.
Eventually, we became a much lesser priority in the organizations that pursued us. It didn't make sense to chase after two rogues who always seem to evade their grasp. Of course, that doesn't mean we're completely safe. But, hey! It's something, right?


So anywayyyy. Here I am now. It's been a little over a year since Amy and I ran away. We're still pretty awesome thieves though, only getting better. Well, maybe just me... Amy's always been good at this. I'm eighteen now, she's nineteen. Yeah. It's been a long time.

Oh? ... You're wondering about Jake? Uhm. Well, I suppose I should just come out with it... Jake and I broke up. Yeahhh. What? You want details? What is this, a diary?
Oh, wait.
Fine. Before Amy and I went completely low profile, I begged her to let me invite Jake and Matthew along. Or at least to have a way to see them. She agreed with a lot of reluctance. Before I could even reach my house, on that very night, I saw Jake and Jenette kissing right on my doorstep. It was weird though. When I should have felt angry, all I felt was that this had somehow been my fault. Of course, it's not like that's an excuse for him to cheat on me, if he wanted to break up with me he should have. But at the same time, I wasn't there for him.
And as I turned around and started back towards a taxi that night, I realized that I could never take him or Matthew with me even if Jake hadn't cheated on me. That would never be fair to them. But for the rest of the night, not gonna lie, I was mostly seething at Jake.
The next day, when neither Jake or Matthew were in the house, I emptied my room entirely and left two notes for the each of them. Maybe someday I'll tell you what was on those notes. But then again, maybe not.

SO ANYWAY, I think we hit all the bases. Now I should catch you up with why exactly today is not my day.

???: Put your hands in the air!
Ah yes, those words should tell you enough.
Amy: Rodrigo... Didn't expect to see you here.
Amy and I raised our arms slowly, not daring to look behind us.
Me: Rodrigo?
Amy: Armsdealer, works jobs typically at this part of the city. Don't know why exactly he's at Davun corporate though, care to enlighten us?
He chuckled.
Rodrigo: Glad you still remember me, it's certainly been a while. Turn and face me.
Amy and I slowly spun to face him. He had dark bushy hair hung over his eyes, yellow teeth, and a long scar runniny down the side of his cheek. Even though it was dark, I could tell he was medium-sized with broad shoulders, and wore a large beige trench coat.
Rodrigo: I believe you have something of mine.
Amy: What are you talking about? I paid you back your due in Carthage about a year ago.
Rodrigo: No. I want what you came for.
Amy: I don't understand. I thought thievery wasn't your business.
Rodrigo: It's not. But getting thieves like you two to do my dirty work is. All I have to do is point a gun at you and whatever you're stealing is mine. Don't worry though, I'll make sure to sell it for double the amount you were offered.
Me: Do you even know what you're stealing?
Rodrigo: No, and I don't have to. All I need to know is that it's wanted and valuable.
Me: That's not going to help you very much if you're trying to describe it on Craiglist.
Amy: Scarlett!
Me: Whaaat?!
Rodrigo: Give me it now.
Amy glanced at me then sighed.
Amy: Alright. Here.
She pulled a well-folded piece of paper out of her pocket and handed it to him.
Rodrigo: Finally.
He unfolded it and briefly scanned over it.
Rodrigo: is.. Is this a joke?
He waved the paper at us.
Rodrigo: A recipe for Davun Cookies? Is that what you two were after?
Me: What can I say? We get hungry.
Rodrigo: Who hired-
Before he could even finish his question, Amy jerked to the left, kicked him in the shin, and stole his gun out of his hand. She tossed it to me.
Me: What's this for?
Amy: He may have guys in the building, you might need it
Me: Wait, you're not-
Amy: I've got this! Get out of the building before the alarm system turns on again!
Me: But I can't leave without you!
Amy: I'll be fine, just go!
Reluctantly, I sprinted toward the door, watching behind me as the guy recovered and swung a punch at her. I wanted to stop, but knew that would only cause more problems.
I ran blindly through the building until I reached the vents we had snuck in from. I hesitated when I saw them, and glanced at my watch. A minute and a half before the alarms were triggered again. It would be impossible for Amy to beat that guy up and still have time to get away. I had to do something.
I climbed into the vents and started on my way toward the control room. It was our first stop, so it wasn't going to be very far.
There was only forty-five seconds left when I was right above it. I kicked the shaft down and landed poorly on the floor. A whole panel of keyboards, buttons, and monitors stood before me. I quickly got to work. I typed furiously on the keyboard, barely reading the interminable scrolls of numbers in their black boxes.
Thirty seconds left.
I punched a hole in their firewall. I went to the security controls and commanded the system to continue shut-down. A pop-up appeared: Restricted access.
Twenty seconds left.
I tried over and over again desperately but the same pop up appeared
Ten seconds left.
I bunched my hair in my hand. I wanted to pace, I wanted to think about this.
Five seconds left.
Then it hit me. The override key! I furiously typed the key in and hit enter. A pop up appeared: Access Granted, secondary shut-down intiated.
Me: Yes!
I released a heavy breath and sighed with relief. Now I would have to get out of here. I turned back to go into the vent, only to find two armed men that had been staring at me the entire time.
Me: uhm... Hi there. Don't suppose you wanna talk this out? Maybe get some coffee...
Dude: Drop the weapon.
Australian accent. Nice.
Me: What weapon?
I looked at my hand, I was still holding the gun Amy gave me.
Me: Oh. This weapon.
I dropped it.
Me: don't worry, I wouldn't have used it anyway. Guns aren't my style.
They gave me an inquisitive look, but took it off the ground as they kept their guns trained on me.
Dude: You're going to have to come with us.
Me: Hm.. Yeah, see. I don't know about that. I have a really tight schedule. I could maybe book you for a Tuesday, or maybe next Monday?
Dude #2: I kinda like her.
Another accent. Similar to his.
Dude: Shut up.
Me: You guys like jokes?
Dude: No, we don't care-
Dude #2: Yeah! Do'ya have a good one?
Me: I do, I swear. I've been just dying to tell it to someone.
Dude: No, there will be none of-
Dude #2: Oi! let's 'ear it then!
Me: Okay, so what do you call a fake noodle?
Dude: This is idiotic
Dude #2: I don't reckon that's the answer, mate.
Me: An impasta!
He laughed.
Dude #2: Oi, that's a good one.
He lowered his gun and extended his hand. I shook it.
Dude #2: M'name's Tom. My partner ere is John.
John: don't tell 'er my name!
Tom: Why not, mate? She's a friend.
Me: I'm Xura, but I mostly go by Scarlett these days.
John: She's not a friend! I reckon she's one of them thieves the boss was talking about.
Tom: What pretty names. I sure do like the first one. Is that your real name?
I nodded.
Tom: Blimey, well look at that then. How unique!
John: Tom! Quit talking wit'her, she's supposed to be our bloody prisoner!
Tom: Oh, would you lighten up, mate? It's not like she's tryin' to attack us.
John: Bloody-- I can't even believe this is happening.
Tom: those were some mighty fine hacking skills ya' got there. Mind tellin me an' m'friend here what you were up'ta?
Me: Oh. There's a certain amount of time until the alarms come back on, I had only a minute until they system started up again.
Tom: Blimey! Did you 'ear that, John? I reckon we have one talented young lass on our hands.
John: ughhhhh
He slammed his head against the wall.
Me: Aw, stop. It wasn't that good.
Tom: Better than anythin' I could do. When it comes to computers, I'm about as useless as a snake without teeth.
Me: I'm sure that's not true.
Tom: Aye but it is, mate. John could tell ya. Isn't that right, John?
John: Sure.
Tom: See what I mean, mate?
Suddenly, we heard a shout from the vents.
???: Xura!
Tom: Is that your friend?
Me: I think it is.
???: Xura!
Me: I have to go.
Tom: I understand, best of luck, mate.
I walked toward the vents.
John: Wait! Stop right there. No way, no how are you leaving this 'ere room. Me friend Tom 'ere may 'ave made friends wit'ya, but that doesn't mean you can just get away. Understand?
Tom: Come on, put yer weapon down. She's just a girl.
John: I bloody don't care, we 'ave orders, mate.
Me: if I might intrude here, we only have five minutes before the security system turns on again. You could get me, or you could find a way out.
John: I can just as easily get both.
Me: Wellll, I'm trying to be nice here. I mean, my partner is very unforgiving with all the fighty stuff, and I'm pretty sure she's coming after me.
John: I don't believe you.
Tom: Oi, come on. She's already done us a favor, mate. What if that bloody alarm system had gone off earlier? We'dve been in handcuffs by now.
John hesitated, and after brief pause, sighed.
John: Fine. Just get out of 'ere before I change my mind.
I hugged him.
Me: Thank you! I won't forget about this!
His face became a bright red, and he scratched the back of his right ear.
John: Er- you're welcome, I guess. Now, git' out.
I climbed back into the vent and headed toward the roof. I could still hear some of their conversation as I crawled away.
Tom: That was a nice thing ya' did there. I'm proud of ya, mate.
John: Shut up.
Those two were nice.
I made it to the roof with time to spare. I was met by a grappling hook and a harness. Oh, and Amy too I guess.
Amy: Where were you?
Me: I had to reset the security alarms for you. I didn't even want to risk getting you caught.
Amy: Nah, I always find a way out.
We strapped into our harnesses.
Amy: But I appreciate the sentiment, I guess.
I rolled my eyes.
Me: All that work, just for that reaction. Makes me wish Tom was still here, at least he appreciates my work.
Amy: Tom?
She attached our lines to the top of the roof and handed me my rope.
Me: Eh, I'll tell you about it another time.
We climbed down the side of building and reached the sidewalk just as the sirens started to approach us. After we hopped a cab, we made it back to our hotel room.

Amy: Well that could have gone worse.
Me: Yeah. Did you get the recipe?
She waved the paper at me.
Me: Nice.
Amy: I have a lot of questions about where you went.
Me: And I have questions about your little heart to heart with Rodrigo, but let's get to the real question here.
Amy: What's that?
Me: Whose making these cookies?

So, I guess it turned out alright. But hey, pretty crazy day, huh?

[Xura]

Hi diary!

It's Sunday today. Wow. I don't usually say the day. Hm.. You know, it's weird. Around the time Amy and I went silent, I stopped writing in diaries. But I just feel... Compelled, I guess. Compelled to share the stuff that's happening to me. Crazy, right? I guess that doesn't have to do much with writing the date though.
Well, I won't question it.
Anyway, today, it all started when Amy and I had been discussing something...

Amy: So basically, what you're saying is that you want to officially come out of hiding?
Me: Well, yeah. I mean, Amy, It's been a little over a year. I think it's safe.
She sighed.
Amy: Xura, we aren't safe. A year without an issue doesn't make us safe, it makes us smart and overconfident. Both very dangerous things. Besides, we've been doing jobs this entire time and that's already treacherous. That'll be as much freedom as we get.
Me: But Amy, I need to see my friends again. People that know me. I can't live like this... You don't even live like this! I see you sneak out!
Amy: That's because I'm not hardly as wanted as you are. Ex-shield, double agent, heir of two crime lords with renown criminal corporations... Need I go on? Your rap sheet is bigger than mercenaries who've been at this for years!
Me: That's not fair, you know a lot of those things we're completely out of my control.
She rolled her eyes.
Amy: Well, the answer is no. Now, if you were asking four years from now, I would consider it.
Me: I might as well be a prisoner.
She sighed.
Amy: Come on, it's not that bad. Would you rather go back to solitary confinement in a Thunder facility?
Me: ... No.
Amy: That's what I thought.
Me: But Amy, I need to see other people at least. For goodness sakes, I made friends with thugs on our last mission!
Amy: you did what?
Me: Tom and John. Nice guys.
Amy: What did you say to them?!
Me: Woah, calm down. I only told them my name, not much else.
Amy: We should get on a flight tomorrow, we wouldn't want them to track us.
Me: See what I mean? You're paranoid.
Amy: What are you talking about? I'm just protecting you!
Me: From what? Those guards know next to nothing about me, and would never try to find me without risking their job.
Amy: And how could you possibly know that?
Me: Because they let me go, Amy! You know as well as I do, that they aren't going to tell their bosses they let a eighteen year-old girl escape under their watch.
Amy: You don't know that.
Me: Sure I don't. Because you're the only smart thief here and I'm just your clumsy "sidekick".
Amy: Well, in a way that's true! Where would you be without me? Nowhere. There wouldn't even be a Scarlett Hunter without me! I'm the only thing standing between you and a prison right now!
My nails pressed against the small hotel kitchen counter and I leaned forward to meet her eyes.
Me: Is that you really think?
Amy: Yes!
Me: Fine.
I walked to the door and grabbed my coat of the hanger.
Amy: Where are you going?
Me: Away from you.
Amy: I'm serious, Xura.
I slipped the coat on and opened the door.
Me: To get out of your hair, Amy. Because it seems like to me, I'm just a problem. You don't need to protect me anymore, I can handle it myself.
Amy: Wait! Xura! I-I didn't mean-
I walked out and slammed the door. A bellboy stared at me from across the hall.
Me: What?
He blushed and walked away. I went down the hall and toward the elevator. I heard a door close and Amy rushing after me. I hit the down button on the panel connected to the wall.
Amy: Xura, wait. You know I didn't mean it like that.
Me: What? Now you need me all of a sudden?
Amy: No. I just-- Okay, Listen. I'm sorry, alright? I don't want you to go, I just care about you. I want you to be safe.
I sighed and turned to face her.
Me: I understand that, but Amy you won't even let me meet with clients! You are the only person I've really talked to until those thugs yesterday!
Amy: Shh! Not so loud. We're in a hotel, you know.
Me: Yeah? Well, whose going to care? ... I-I need some time to cool off.
The elevator opened, I put a hand on the side of it to keep it from closing.
Amy: I'm not so sure that's a good idea-
Me: Where am I going to go, Amy? I hardly know anything about Chicago. It's not like I'm gonna get in trouble with all our enemies in the short time I'm gone.
Amy: ...
She paused.
Amy: Fine. When are you coming back?
Me: I'll be back by Tuesday.
Amy: Tuesday? You mean we have to stay in Chicago two more days just because you're mad at me?
Me: Two days is more than reasonable. It's obvious we both need a break from each other, at least I do.
She sighed.
Amy: Tuesday then.
Me: I'll meet you back here.
I stepped onto the elevator and hit the lobby button.
Amy: and if you don't?
Me: ... Then I guess I'm not as capable of handling myself as I thought.
The doors closed on that note, and I leaned back against the elevator wall with a huff. Sure, Amy and I had bickered occasionally in the past, but we had never fought like that. I felt guilty, but I was in too deep to turn back now, and this may be my only chance to have a real conversation with someone outside of Amy after a whole year.
The elevator doors opened on the second floor. A woman with blackish-red hair, black leather trenchcoat, and boots up to the knees stepped in. She smiled at me.
Trenchcoat: Lobby, please.
I hit the close door button, then leaned back against the wall again. I could feel her staring at me as I gazed blankly at the elevator doors still burning with indignance.
Trenchcoat: Something troubling you?
Me: Believe me, it's nothing.
Trenchcoat: Sure sounds like something.
I sighed.
Me: I don't want to get into it.
Trenchcoat: Suit yourself. The name's Martha by the way. And yours?
I glanced at her.
Me: Scarlett.
Martha: Hm. Pretty name.
Me: Thanks, yours too.
The doors opened.
Martha: Ah, well, I'll be seeing you around.
Me: Nice meeting you.
We walked off in seperate directions. I wasn't entirely sure where I was going, but I did know a guy who lived around here I could talk to.
It was raining as I walked out of the building and headed down the street. There was a map on the side of a bus stop I paused to look at. The Blackstone hotel wasn't far from here, just two blocks down and a left. I started down that way.

When I arrived at Blackstone, I went straight to the customers service desk.
Me: Hi. Do you have a Trent Mikels checked in here?
Employee: Let me just check...
He scrolled through some documents on his computer.
Employee: Ah, yes. He's on the second floor in room 204.
Me: Heh, that rhymed.
He stared at me blankly. I cleared my throat.
Me: Right, thanks.
I pulled a crumpled five-dollar bill out of my pocket and handed it to him. He smiled at me.
Employee: Have a nice night.
Me: You too.
I walked to the elevator and hit the button for the second floor. When the doors opened, I scanned the door plaques for room 204. It was second to last at the end of the hall. When I reached it, I took a heavy breath.
This was it. I haven't seen anyone I know in over a year, and here I am.
I gave the door a three light knocks.
Voice behind the door: Who is it?!
Me: Room service!
Voice behind the door: Busy!
Me: Not room service! And not going away!
After some shuffling and what sounded like a crash, someone opened the door.
Lucas: Xura?
Me: Lucas!
I tackled him at the door in a hug, and tears of joy flooded my eyes at the mere sight of him.
He chuckled.
Lucas: You should've told me you were coming, where's Amy?
Me: Here, there, everywhere. You know her.
I figured the short response would be the best for now. Of course, I'd tell him the rest later.
He smiled as I pulled away from the hug and wiped the tears from my eyes.
Lucas: What happened to you? I've heard a lot about Scarlett Hunter since I've seen you, but I also heard Amy became the face of your client meetings.
Me: I got in too deep, Lucas. Before I knew it, I landed in criminal's holding cell as a double agent. Amy broke me out and we've been in hiding ever since. I haven't spoken to anyone I know until now, until you.
Lucas: Wow... You should probably come in.
He looked behind him.
Lucas: But I have a client with me. Do you mind?
Me: Not at all, I can just sit in a chair. Pretend I'm not there.
He bit his lip and opened the door invitingly.
Lucas: Alright come in.
He closed the door and followed me into his room.
Lucas: I apologize for the interruption, Mr. Himorji, an old friend-
I looked across the room and sitting in a chair was a face all too familiar.
Me: Koda?!
Koda looked up from a magazine he was reading.
Koda: Xura?!
Lucas: You know each other?
Me: Know each other? We were tortured together!
Koda: Out of all the things you could have said, you chose to say that?
Lucas: Wow, what are the chances?
He stood, took a few steps closer, but paused midstep.
Koda: You look a bit shaken, is everything okay?
I looked down and realized my hands were trembling.
Me: I-I... I guess I'm just a little nervous. I'm sorry, I wish I could-
He caught me in a hug that took me off guard.
Koda: It's okay, Xura.
The warm familiar embrace made my heart race, and immediately brought the tears back to my eyes. I cried into his shoulder. He brushed his hand comfortingly through my hair.
Me: I'm so sorry. I-I-
Koda: Dont apologize, you should never have had to go through that.
I wiped away a tear and looked up at him.
Me: You know?
He smiled.
Koda: Triad. Remember?
I gave him a half-hearted chuckle.
Me: Ah, right. You know everything, all the time, everywhere.
I rolled my eyes and pulled away from his embrace with a smile. I looked over at Lucas, he stood awkwardly at the side of the room looking uncomfortable.
Me: I'm sorry for interrupting you two. Lucas, go ahead.
Lucas: Uh, right. I had no idea you were so popular.
Me: Believe me, me neither.
He grinned.
Lucas: We'll talk more about it later. Now, Mr. Himorji, let's talk business.
Koda: Right. As I previously mentioned, the head of the triad will be arriving in the city in the morning. I assured him that I could make arrangements for his stay. We will need the most protected safe house you have available.
Lucas: That'll cost extra.
Koda: We'll pay as needed.
Lucas: How long will he be here?
Koda: Three days, possibly more depending on how the negotiations here play out.
Lucas: Alright. I can give you an address as soon as you hand in the pay out.
Koda lifted a metallic suitcase off the floor and clicked it open. Rows of cash lined the inside.
Koda: I assume this will suffice.
I didn't know Lucas got payed that much! Looks like Amy and I have been in the wrong business.

Lucas: Yes, that will do just fine.
He took a pen and a piece of paper off the hotel desk and scribbled an address onto it. He handed it to Koda.
Lucas: That should be what you need. I will head over tonight to make sure it's in order for tomorrow. Thank you, Mr. Himorji, it's been a pleasure doing business with you. I'm sure my new assistant here can show you out.
Me: Assistant?
Lucas: Hey, if you're showing up at my door while I'm with a client, you're automatically my assistant. No further discussion.
He smiled.
Lucas: Besides it looks like you two have a little catching up to do.
Koda and I exchanged glances. I stood and led him to the door.
Me: Well, after you.
I opened the door, his cheeks turned a rosy red as he went through it. I followed him out.
Me: I'll be back in a bit, Lucas.
Lucas: Uh-huh. Have fun.
I rolled my eyes and shut the door behind me.
Me: Sorry for intruding on you during your business thing.
Koda chuckled.
Koda: It's not a problem. I'm.. I'm actually really happy to see you.
I blushed and we began a very slow walk to the elevator.
Koda: It must have been difficult going into hiding so suddenly. You're not used that kind of thing, are you?
I shook my head.
Me: It was pretty rough. Still is. I actually want to come out of hiding now... Amy isn't so fond of the idea though.
Koda: Oh, Amy. how is she?
He turned his face at the question.
Me: She's good, I guess. I don't know. We got into a fight shortly before I got here. It's actually why I went to Lucas in the first place. I have to figure out some place to stay for the next two days. That, and I guess I really needed to see a friend.
His brow furrowed.
Koda: Why doesn't she want to come out of hiding?
Me: She believes there's still too much danger. But after Shield fell a few months ago, things have settled down. A lot. Even if Thunder came after me, they could never incriminate me for being an active agent in that facility. But Amy refuses to even awknowledge that... She just won't listen to me.
He smiled sympathetically.
Koda: Amy's been through a lot. In the few years I knew her, I quickly learned that she has both a hard time accepting people into her life and letting them go. You became her best friend, Xura. Something she's never had before. Did you ever consider that she might just be afraid of losing you?
I hesitated.
Me: I guess I never thought of it like that.
He pressed the elevator button.
Me: Did I make a mistake? I kinda left on a bit of a sour note.
Koda: No. At least, I don't think so. Amy has to learn at some point that holding you hostage is not the way to go.
He smirked. The elevator doors opened and we both stepped in together.
Me: So...

Wow this is getting long! See you again soon, Diary!

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SCREAMING AND FANGIRLING BECAUSE I FOUND THIS AHHHHHH

Don't mind me ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Edit: Why, Jake

[Xura]

SCREAMING AND FANGIRLING BECAUSE I FOUND THIS AHHHHHH

Don't mind me ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Edit: Why, Jake :(

Lol. Well, I hope you like it! I'll be posting another soon. :)

[Xura]

And we're back! Uh... Where did we leave off again? Oh! Right.

Me: So... How's your brother these days?
Koda: I was wondering when you might ask.
Me: Ah, well, I didn't want to bring it up right away in case you still had some unresolved, uh, murdery issues.
He laughed.
Koda: Nah. He and I are actually on great terms now.
Me: What? Really?
He nodded.
Koda: I really took the advice you gave me to heart.
Me: The advice that I gave you as we were tortured?
He laughed again.
Koda: Enough with that already!
I grinned. The doors opened and we stepped out into the long hall leading into the lobby.
Me: last I remember, I think I told you to get the thing he wants most, right?
Koda: Yeah, like, the most non-hero advice in the world. It was honestly the last thing I expected you say.
I playfully punched his shoulder.
Me: Aw, shut up. I tried.
He laughed.
Koda: But I guess the funny thing was, I had what he wanted all along.
Me: What was that?
Koda: Freedom.
His answer took me by surprise. Yet, it made complete sense.
Koda: See, our father always found favor in Zack, and nothing I could have done would've changed that. At first, I thought that might be my curse. But seeing Zack inherit leadership over the triad really opened my eyes to just how lucky I am. I can go wherever and do whatever I want!
Me: Wait, I'm sorry. I just want to make sure I heard that last sentence correctly... Zack is the leader of the triad now?
He laughed.
Koda: Oh yeah, I guess I forgot to mention it. Our father retired about a month ago. Zack's in charge now, he's actually coming here-
Me: Tomorrow. I thought you were talking about your dad!
He shook his head with a smile.
Me: Wow! That's unbelievable. So much has happened.
We stopped at the hotel's front doors.
I looked out the window with a gloomy realization.
Me: ... And now you have to go.
He smiled sympathetically as we stood in a somber silence, staring at each other with so much on our mind but so little time to say it.

Koda: ... Xura, uhm... I- there was something I wanted to tell you.
Me: What is it?
There was another pause. Koda reached for my hand and held it gently. He gazed at me with soft chestnut eyes.
Koda: I-I wanted to tell you that... That I-
He hesitated, then let my hand go.
Koda: I-I- um...
He winced.
Koda: That I might need some help tomorrow. Do you, uh.. Think you might want to come with me?
Me: R-really? I'd love to!
Koda: um, Great. Uh.. We have to be at my brother's place at eight in the morning.
Me: Sounds good! Pick me up from here?
Koda: Sure. I'll uh.. Send someone to come get you. Do you need an outfit or anything?
I paused. I hadn't thought about that. In fact, I hadn't given much thought to what I was wearing right now- yoga pants and a nightshirt. I instantly flushed with embarrassment when I realized I had met two of my friends looking like this tonight.
Me: oh, um.. Yeah, if it's not too much trouble.
Koda: Not at all... You know, you've changed since I've last seen you.
Me: For better or for worse?
He paused, then flashed a cheeky grin.
Koda: For better, as always.
I smiled and reached for a hug.
Me: I'm so glad you're my friend, Koda.
Koda: Yeah, me too.
He sighed.
Koda: Friend.

We broke our hug, and I watched as he walked out of the hotel into the sprinkle of rain that was starting to dissipate. So now I had a somewhere to go tomorrow. Everything seemed to be falling into place.
... Wow that sounded villianous.

I walked back to Lucas's hotel room. He was sitting on his bed typing away at a laptop when I walked in.
Lucas: So how'd it go?
Me: Suprisingly well. I really didn't expect to see him tonight.
He grinned.
Lucas: Koda is a good customer of mine, actually. He's always traveling between cities. I'm shocked that you even met him in Japan with all the traveling he does.
I smiled.
Me: I was glad he was here. Sorry if I intruded though
Lucas: Nah, forget about it. So, Is this just a friendly visit or...?
I heaved a sigh and seated myself on the end of the bed.
Me: Actually, I'm here because Amy and I just got into a fight.
Lucas: Oh. I wouldn't want to get into a fight with her.
I laughed.
Me: True. But long story short, I walked out angry and told her that I wanted some time to think things through.
Lucas: How much time?
Me: Two days.
He chuckled.
Lucas: Must've been some fight, huh?
Me: Yeah. Wasn't the highlight of my day, that's for sure. But hey, we wouldn't be best friends without a bit of fighting, right?
Lucas: Yeah, that sounds about right. But two days probably means you don't have anywhere to stay tonight. Am I right?
Me: You know, you kinda remind me of Matthew.
Lucas: Who?
Me: He's my brother. Annoyingly, suprisingly, and wonderfully intelligent.
Lucas: Sounds a lot like you.
I laughed and threw a pillow at him.
Me: Shut up!
He chuckled.
Me: ... But yeah. I'm broke and homeless for two days.
Lucas: Well, you could stay in one of my empty safe houses.
Me: Really?
Lucas: Yes, but, I will need something in return.
Me: Go on...
He stepped off the bed, lowered himself to the floor, and pulled a briefcase out from beneath the bed. He set it on the desk nearby and clicked it open. A mess of papers and files just about exploded out of it.
Lucas: There's something I need you to deliver for me. It's for a frequent client of mine, he can only meet tonight.
Lucas pulled a small vial filled with a black substance out of his briefcase. He handed it to me.
Lucas: I would meet the man myself, but since you're here, I'd like to take advantage of my resources. Besides, I have to ensure that the safe house is to Koda's standards before his brother arrives tomorrow.
I twisted the vial around with my fingers, the black liquid oozed slowly from side to side.
Me: What is this stuff?
Lucas: ... To be honest, I'm not exactly sure. However, he insisted that he would need it back as soon as humanly possible. Looks like some kind of sulfuric acid to me.
Me: Ugh
Lucas: I know. The man you're meeting goes by quite a few names to keep himself safe, he's asked that I call him "Peter". He'll be on the roof in about fifteen minutes.
Me: Are you leaving now?
He sighed.
Lucas: Duty calls. I wish I could stay, but I'll meet you back here as soon as I'm finished. It shouldn't be too long, I promise.
Me: Alright. Well, I'll be here.
Lucas: Oh, um, about that... Maybe you could find a change of clothes. Not to be rude, but-
I looked down at my outfit again, there were stains on it I didn't see before. My cheeks flushed a bright red.
Me: I look like a mess.
He smiled sympathetically. I sighed.
Me: Don't worry, I'll figure something out.
Lucas: Thanks, Xurie. See you in a bit!
He walked out. I flopped onto the bed with a sigh. The last time someone called me Xurie... ,
I bit the inside of my cheek thinking about him. Then suddenly, the phone rang next to me. I instinctively picked it up.
Me: Hello?
I quickly realized this was Lucas's phone, so I lowered my voice and tried to sound more like him.
Me: Er- I mean- *ahem* Hello?
Caller: Lucas? Are you alright?
Me: Erm- of course I'm alright! Who is this?
Caller: ... It's Amy.
Me: Oh. Uh... What's up?
Amy: Lucas,
There was a heavy sigh heard on the other line.
Amy: Xura and I just got into a fight.
Me: Oh. Um, what about?
Amy: Something stupid, it doesn't matter. What does matter is that she stormed out demanding to be alone for the next two days. When she was in such a rage like that, I just couldn't stop her! Sometimes she's just so-... so frustrating!
I bit my lip.
Me: Well maybe she needs some time to cool off. Two days sounds reasonable to me.
Amy: Seriously? Two days? In a city she literally knows nothing about. What if she's on the streets! Or-or getting robbed or-
Me: You really don't think she's capable of handling herself? I mean, she's been with you for like a year now. Don't you think she might of learned something?
She scoffed.
Amy: Please. I've been carrying her this entire time. Listen, I love the girl but she's not tough enough to make it on her own. The world's harsh, you know that. It's not her fault.
Me: You know what I think? I think two days was not enough time. Why don't you have some more confidence in her?
Amy: Come on, Lucas. I know you had a thing for her back then, but even you know she's too sweet to hurt a fly.
Despite the seething rage boiling in me, I paused to soak in what she just said. Lucas had a "thing for me"?
Me: I- uh.. I didn't have a thing for her.
Amy: Come on, Lucas. It was obvious, besides, you know it didn't bother me. We're over, it didn't work out. Listen, I don't care whether you pursue a relationship with her or not, but I need your help finding her. Or at least just getting some eyes on her. Would you call me if you see her? Maybe convince her to come home?
I sighed. There was so much to say, but I didn't want to accidently reveal that I wasn't Lucas. I had to be smart about this.
Me: Sure. I'll give you a call, but Amy, maybe if you looked it from Xura's perspective you'd see things differently. Who knows? She might just surprise you.
I hung up.
I couldn't help but feel relieved that I had answered the phone instead of Lucas. This way, I could at least control the way things play out.
I glanced at the alarm clock beside me. Peter would be on the roof in about a minute and I still hadn't changed. Maybe I could borrow some clothing from one of the rooms.
I grabbed a loose screw off a desk and stood on the bed to reach the vents on the wall. I started to untwist the screws holding the shaft in place. When I successfully untwisted all four, I pulled the cover off and climbed in.
The tight hug of four-sided gray isolation greeted me; along with dust, mucus, and many creepy crawly things I try so desprately to avoid, but to no avail.
I crawled down the vents, stopping occasionally to look through the open shafts in the hotel rooms. I followed it down all the way to the end of the hall, searching endlessly for any open unoccupied hotel room. I guess it made sense that at one in the morning, everyone would be in their rooms.
But as I reached the very last room, I not only noticed that the lights were still on, but the occupant had just shut the door. Now was my chance.
I kicked down the shaft and landed quite ungracefully on my knees. I felt an instant dread when I realized I was in a man's hotel room. I wasn't sure if I would find any clothes here, but considering it was the only room open, it would be worth a shot.
I opened up the closet to find a gray suitcase that seemed to be untouched. Somehow, it felt familiar. Not necessarily the suitcase, but the concept of something light, accessible, and so plain that it was out of focus to prying eyes.
But then again, it was just a suitcase. I guess going into hiding has scrambled my brain a bit.

I zipped open the case to find an array of men's clothing, all covered in the strong and overwhelming scent of man's cologne. After a few bouts of coughing, I began sorting through the case.
All I could find was a grungy red flannel and a pair of jeans twice my size. I buttoned up the flannel, but decided against the jeans. I'd rather take yoga pants with mud on them than wear something twice my size.
After finishing up, I brushed myself off and rolled up the sleeves of the flannel. I felt tempted to cut it a little more to my size, but I didn't want to ruin this man's shirt. It was just a temporary thing, after all- I was going to return it.
I glanced at the clock on the desk. "Peter" was probably on the roof by now, and whether I liked my outfit or not, I would have to go meet him.

I walked out of the room and to the elevator. For the second time today, I felt nervous. Yet, I couldn't help the sheepish grin on my face as the elevator hit the highest floor.
I stepped off the lift, took a right, and pushed open the door to the staircases. I climbed up the stairs, but paused before opening the door out to the roof. I pulled the vial out of my pocket and took a deep breath.
Me: I can do this.

With a heavy exhale, I pushed open the door.

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Holy what, this is so good!! I'm seriously obsessed with your writing and always have been

[Xura]

The roof door swung open, forcing a gust of wind through my hair. I brushed strands away from my eyes and caught sight of who I could only assume was Peter.
He was standing by the building's ledge, staring off at the city below. His slate black trenchcoat swayed with the sudden breeze, completely in sync with his dark hair. I couldn't see his face, but the outline of his features was illuminated by the lights of the city around us. From what I could tell, he was fairly handsome.
Peter: Do you have what I asked for?
I hesitated and tightened my grip on the vial.
Me: I have it.
He turned around and squinted as he looked me over. I still couldn't see him, I could only assume he was having trouble seeing me as well.
Peter: You aren't Lucas.
Me: I'm his friend.
Peter: I asked him to hand-deliver it.
Me: He was busy. Here, take this thing.
Peter: Busy with what?
Me: His clients. He's gotta go check out a safe house.
Peter: Lucas doesn't just trust anyone, how do I know-
Me: Listen, are you gonna take the vial or not?
His eyes glinted in the darkness as he stepped forward and extended a hand. At once, his figure became clear. I gasped upon recognizing him, and before I could even comprehend what was happening, the test tube slipped through my fingers. He instinctively reached for it and caught it before it could hit the ground.

Peter: What was that abou-
Our eyes met. My heart raced but I couldn't seem to get out a word.
Peter: S-Scarlett?
I hesitated.
Me: ... Shawn?
We stood in silence. After a minute or two, he took a step forward.
Shawn: I-I've heard so much, but I haven't seen you since...
His sentence trailed off, his gaze wandered down to what I was wearing.
Shawn: A-are you wearing my flannel?
I looked down. My cheeks flushed red as I realized that I had just robbed him.
Me: Um.. I can explain?
There was a second pause as my cheeks burned with embarrassment. Then suddenly, he started laughing. A quiet chuckle escalated into a hearty laugh as he pulled me into a hug.
Shawn: I almost forgot how funny you were.
Me: I'm suprised you remember me.
Shawn: How can I forget? I practically let you get away for a date I didn't even get.
Me: I'm sure that happens more often than naught.
Shawn: Ouch.
We laughed.
Shawn: So.. Uh.. What are you doing in Chicago?
Me: Amy and I just did a job here.
Shawn: Oh?
Me: Yeah... Chicago's the home base for Davun Corporate.
Shawn: The cookie company?
I half-laughed and shrugged.
Me: Hey, what can I say? I was tired of buying them, I wanted the recipe.
He flashed me a sheepish grin.
Shawn: How bout that. Where is that hotshot anyway?
Me: Amy? ... I'd prefer not to talk about it if that's okay with you.
Shawn: Something happened?
Me: No, no, she's fine. We just got in a fight and I kinda stormed off.
Shawn: Oh. ... So um.. I haven't seen you for like a year. Where have you been?
Me: Under the radar. Things got too dangerous, Amy and I had to disappear. I'm sure you of all people understand that.
He smirked.
Shawn: Yeah.
Me: Were you looking for me?
His cheeks flushed red but I could hardly see it in the dark.
Shawn: um...
Me: Just kidding.
I smiled and walked near the ledge of the building. I watched as the steady traffic below whisked about the streets. It wasn't quite as busy as New York, but Chicago had it's charms.
Shawn: Right. ... How long are you going to be here? In Chicago, I mean.
Me: A few more days.
Shawn: You.. Um.. Wouldn't want to go on a date with me would you?
I met his eyes and smiled.
Me: You haven't changed a bit.
He chuckled. I turned my gaze back towards the streets.
Me: ... But I can't go on a date with you. Please understand... I-I just broke up with someone. Things didn't end well.
The image of Jake and Jenette on my doorstep flashed through my mind, forcing me to wince.
Shawn: .. I understand.
He walked next to me and gently squeezed my hand. I smiled.
Shawn: Well, could I at least have my flannel back?
I laughed.
Me: Yeah, sorry about that.
Shawn: How exactly did you steal that anyway?
Me: Vents.
He chuckled.
Shawn: Classic move, I should've known. Guess it's kinda ironic, huh?
Me: What is?
Shawn: A thief stealing from another thief.
I smirked.
Me: I guess so.
He hesitated, searching for words, but coming up short. An uncomfortable silence hung in the air.
Shawn: .. I-I- um...
He scratched the back of his hair. I decided I would try to end the conversation than let it go on.
Me: Hey, uh, you know.. I uh.. got a place to be. I mean, it was really nice talking to you.
His expression shifted to a look of disappointment but understanding.
Shawn: Uh, yeah. I should probably get going too. I'll see you soon, right?
Me: Y-Yeah. I'll be around here for a little bit, then maybe I'll go back to New York or something. Who knows? Either way, I'll be seeing ya.
Shawn: Mm-hm.
Me: I'll uh.. Drop off your flannel in your hotel room.
He chuckled softly.
Shawn: Nah, don't worry about it. It looks better on you.
My cheeks flushed a light-pink.
Me: A-are you sure?
He nodded and waved a goodbye. I waved back then left through the roof door, exhaling heavily.
What a day.

I walked back to Lucas's hotel room and flopped onto the bed. I let out a heavy groan into the pillow.
After about a minute or so, I heard the door behind me click open. Lucas walked in, stopped, and stared at me.
Lucas: How'd it go?
I groaned again.
Lucas: that bad, huh? Did you know the guy?
I knew he meant it as a joke, but I rolled over and gave him a look.
Lucas: Wait, really?
I nodded while widening my eyes and folding in my lips.
Lucas: Huh. Well, did you give him that vial back?
Me: Yeah.
Lucas: Well, that's what matters, right?
I sighed and sat up. Lucas might not know Shawn, not to say I do, but what happened earlier was weird. Like, really weird. In the few- and I emphasize few- fantasies I've had of running into Shawn again, I never imagined that it could be so awkward between us. Even for a short time.
Shawn had never given off that vibe before. He has an amazingly outgoing personality, a smug smile, and a kind of familiarity that makes you just instantly comfortable. But tonight, I didn't get any of that. It was like talking to a different person. I mean, he looks the same. Talks the same. ... What if I'm the one who's changed? That's a scary thought.
Me: Yeah, I guess.
Lucas: Aw, come on, cheer up.
He tossed me a pair of keys.
Lucas: Especially considering you just earned yourself a place to stay free of charge.
I half-smiled and climbed off the bed.
Lucas: Here, follow me, I'll show you the place.

He led me out of the hotel, into the parking lot where the light sprinkle of rain had escalated into a steady pour. He unlocked a sleek dark gray BMW while holding his coat over his head to block the downpour.
Lucas: Get in!
I went around and pulled myself into the passenger's seat. The rain became white noise as soon as I shut the door. Lucas slid in next to me, then turned on the ignition.
Me: You can drive?
Lucas: Of course I can drive. Can't you?
I shook my head. He gave me a curious look.
Lucas: Amy never tried to teach you?
Me: She doesn't know.
Lucas: Why not?
I shrugged and redirected my gaze to the rain-dotted window.
Me: It's embarrassing.
He hesitated.
Lucas: ...
A blanket of silence covered us. After another short moment like this, he shifted the gear into reverse. A light-blue panel illuminated the dark car, pulling us from awkward into a kind of calm. A lyric-less electrifying music played from the stereo, sending relaxing vibes through me. I closed my eyes and leaned against the seat.
I could feel the stress rolling off my shoulders. I was free. Is this what freedom felt like? Had I really taken advantage of it all those years?
I glanced at Lucas. His concentration was immeasurable, admirable. Being around him, even just in that moment, made me feel like I could do almost anything.
Lucas: So, that guy, Peter. ... You probably know his name though, so no use in hiding it. Shawn. How do you know him?
The question caught me off guard.
Me: Shawn? I met him at a party, about a day after I had met you, it was that mission in France.
He lifted an eyebrow.
Lucas: Really?
Me: Yeah. Why?
Lucas: ... I guess it's just a coincidence.
Me: What is?
Lucas: .. Ah, it's nothing. ...Just the timing and stuff
I gave him an inquisitive look as we pulled into a parking space by a narrow alley. We stepped out of the car and walked into the alley. A light above us flickered occasionally, setting an ill mood. Lucas stopped in front of the middle of a building's brick wall. He slid his hand down the side.
Lucas: Do what I just did, same place.
Me: You realize this is a wall, right?
He smirked.
Lucas: Just trust me.
I copied what he had done, then stepped back as that wall began to shake. The bricks folded into themselves, and behind them appeared a strange illuminated white room with lighted teal edging bouncing in every corner. It was lit. (Bad pun, I'm sorry).
Me: This is an upgrade.
He grinned.
Lucas: Actually, it's just a different place. This is for priority customers.
He walked inside, I followed him as the doors shut closed and the bricks folded back up on themselves.
Me: So, I'm a priority customer?
Lucas: Well, you did do me quite the favor.
Me: Hardly.
He chuckled.
Lucas: Do you want the place or not?
I smiled. The doors opened to reveal a white staircase leading to a wide apartment with a very modern design to it. The floors were white Quartz, a white couch with red pillows was sat against a wall, facing a TV with on a white wall. Beside it were two different paintings of trees. In the middle of it all, creating a square, was blue turquoise flooring.
Lucas: This is the living room, and to the left is the kitchen. Not too far from that is-
Me: Wait. You're not going to give me a tour?
He hesitated and scratched the back of his head.
Lucas: I don't usually-
Me: Please?
He smiled.
Lucas: Alright. Since you asked so nicely.
He led me to the left. I was met by kitchen with a plain white floor, sleek black cabinets, and a two tall chairs by the side counter.
Lucas: You should find everything you'll need and more in here. You're only staying the night, so unless you have some kind of crazy party, you should be fine.
Me: Oh yeah, crazy parties. I have those all the time.
He grinned.
Lucas: well, since you know everyone, it wouldn't be too difficult for you to find people to invite.
Me: You think you're so funny.
He laughed.
Lucas: Actually, I do.
I smiled.
He showed me a bathroom by the kitchen, then backtracked into the living room to go right, and down the hall. There were three bedrooms there. I chose the master. It had a brown geometric art design on the wall behind the bed's backboard, and a huge interchangeable screen which had multiple environment settings. The bed was also the nicest too.
Lucas: Alright, so that's the end of the tour.
We stood by the door. I watched as he grabbed his coat and reached for the knob.
Me: Wait!
He paused.
Me: ... Um.. I-I-..
Be brave.
Me: I wanted to ask you something.
He tucked his hands in his pockets and gazed at me expectantly.
Lucas: Okay, shoot.
Me: .. W-well, A-Amy called earlier in your hotel room. .. Naturally, I answered the call. ... But I pretended that I was you. She- she said that...
I hesitated.
Me: Not knowing that it was me pretending to be you, she a-accidently told me something I wasn't supposed to hear.
His eyebrows raised. The tension in the room rose sharply.
Lucas: did she-
Me: She said that you had a "thing" for me. I-is that true?

Silence. We were both beyond flustered. My pulse raced, my blood boiled, and despite all the adrenaline-rush experiences I've had, nothing was like this moment. I could hardly bring myself to say anything, and neither could he. After what seemed like ages, he spoke.

Lucas: ... It was true. When we first met, you were unlike anyone I had come across. You have a certain charm, a certain way of enticing others that was different from anyone I had ever met before.
Me: L-Lucas-...
Lucas: .. However, that was then. Now, there is someone I love, and I'm engaged to her.
I hesitated.
Lucas: ... Keep the place clean, alright? I'll be coming to check on it at ten.
His fingers lightly touched the doorknob.
Lucas: Oh, and Xura, I... I appreciate you mentioning that. If it weren't for you, I don't think I'd have ever met Starr.
He gave me a sheepish grin.
Lucas: Till' next time.

On that note, he walked out, leaving me standing bewildered in the hallway.

[Xura]

Beep! Beep! Beep!
I rolled over at the sound of my alarm clock this morning. I felt too groggy to do anything, but I knew I'd have to be in front of the Blackstone hotel by 8am. With a groan and a sigh, I heaved myself out of bed and readied myself for the day ahead. The only clothes I had were what I wore to bed, so after a brief shower, I slipped on my dirty yoga pants and grungy red flannel.
I was ready for the day.
After double-checking to see if the place was clean, I bounded out the door with only the clothes on my back.

When I arrived at the Blackstone hotel, I saw Koda waiting for me by the doors. He had a dress covered with plastic wrap in his arms, and what appeared to be a shoebox.
Me: Koda!
He looked over and saw me running up the stairs to the hotel plaza.
Koda: Xura?
I stopped in front of him and tried to catch my breath.
Koda: I thought you were staying at the hotel with Lucas.
Me: No, he offered me a place to stay a few blocks from here.
Koda: O-oh.
He appeared to be flustered as he handed me the items in his hands.
Koda: These are for you, can you, uh.. Run inside and change?
I nodded and grinned.
Me: Definitely.
I took the clothing and the box, then ran inside to the bathroom. I slipped on the dress in the stall. It was a long, golden, and especially glittery dress with a left leg slit. In the box was a pair of gold metallic high heels and a pair of sparkly earrings.
I slipped them on and ran back to Koda as fast as I could. Well, as fast as a person with a long dress and heels can. When I opened the hotel doors, Koda was stunned.
Koda: Wow! .. That, uh, dress.. It.. Looks gorgeous on you..
Me: You think so?
Koda: Yeah, definitely.
Me: Thanks!
He ran a hand through his hair and paused as he looked me up and down.
Me: Don't we have to go now?
Koda: Oh-oh! Right! Here, follow me.
He led me to a black stretch limo parked out on the street. I couldn't help but grin. I hadn't been in one of these since my time with Thunder.
He opened the door for me, and I slid in. The limo was beautiful, all lit up and such. And I likely would have enjoyed it more, had there not been an older-looking woman sitting across from me with bobbed gray-black hair, an analytical expression, and sharp brown eyes.
Me: O-oh! Hi-
I glanced at Koda as he slid in next to me, shutting the door behind him with a thunk.
Koda: Hi mom.
Mom?!

I glared at Koda from across the limo, he wouldn't look at me. Why didn't he tell me his mom was here? I don't know anything about this woman! .. But I guess she's Zack's mom too, huh? I wonder if she thinks the same of those two the way their dad does.
His mom: So this is your girlfriend?
Me: Um, actually-
His mom: Another American girl, huh? How typical.
I reeled at her bluntness. Koda gave me the "I'm sorry" glance, but I was too steaming mad to notice. The next thing I did is what I like to call- Regrettable retaliation. Basically, I flaunted all over him to try to make his mother feel uncomfortable.
I wrapped my arm around Koda's neck, pulled myself close and smacked a long sweet kiss on his cheek.
Me: Oh, yes! Koda and I are madly in love. Isn't that right, honey?
I played with a lock of his hair while his face became the reddest I've seen yet.
Koda: uh.. Um.. R-r-r-right.
His mother glared at us.
His mom: I miss the days we used to arrange marriages.
Oh, it's on.
His mom: What ever happened to that girl Angie?
Despite being incredibly flustered, Koda still had it in him to roll his eyes at the question.
Koda: Mom, I told you, it didn't work out. She was too critical.
Critical. Right.
Me: Of course she was, honey bunches.
I squished his cheeks lightly, shifted his face in front of mine, and did a light Eskimo kiss.
This, did bother his mother. She gave us a disgusted look.
His mom: Where did you get her? Off the streets?
Koda scowled suddenly and snapped at her in a low aggressive tone I hadn't yet heard from him.
Koda: You should be ashamed of yourself.
His mother's gaped jaw shut closed, she redirected her gaze and whispered something I could hardly make out in another language.
There was a silence that followed after that. It was some time before anyone spoke.
Koda: Xura, why don't you tell my mom a little about your family.
My eyes widened as I exchanged a brief glance with him. He gave me a nervous shrug.
Me: ... Right. Um.. Well, I haven't seen my family in quite some time. But they're very invested in the organizations they've built for themselves-
His mom: What organizations?
Me: .. Well, uhm-
Koda: Thunder, and blaze. You know, those two organization's who are thinking about renaming, because the author didn't really think much about it when she chose those names.
Her eyebrows lifted and her gaze softened.
His mom: So she's not just an American.
Does it really make a difference? ... Wait a minute, I'm not even this guy's girlfriend!
She gave me a calculating stare.
His mom: So there is more to you than meets the eye.
What do you mean by that? Ever heard of don't judge a book by its cover?
His mother took a champagne glass and poured some of the drink in it. She swiveled the champagne around a little before taking a sip.
His mom: I assume you've proposed already.
I just about coughed out a lung. Koda buried his face in his hands.
His mom: You haven't? Hm. I thought for sure-
Koda: We're not really dating!

I was shocked by his sudden outburst, but his mother barely raised an eyebrow. She took another sip of her drink.
His mom: I know.
Me: .. Y-you do?
His mom: Of course I do.
Me: But, but I was pretending to-
She set her glass down and gave me a smug look.
His mom: You think I can't tell when a little girl tries to mess with me? .. Don't you know who I'm married to?
A felt a sudden trickle of fear travel down my spine. This woman knew and she played along.
His mom: You should be proud. You handled yourself pretty well. Of course, I wouldn't expect anything less from a Stryker.
She chuckled and took an olive from the minibar.
His mom: Koda, sorry I didn't tell you, dear, but I wanted to test her a little bit. I haven't seen Joseph Stryker in years, but I remember he could never stop talking about his granddaughter. I wanted to see her in action myself. Now I have.
There was a lull of silence.
Koda: You didn't tell dad, did you?
His mom: Oh, please! As if I could even get your father to leave Zack's side! Even after raising him his whole life to inherit this "birthright", it's as though he's never left!
Koda let out a sigh of relief.
His mom: If you ask me, I think you're more deserving of that birthright than your brother ever was. Born first, ridiculous! I'm the one who had him, shouldn't I be the one to decide which of my sons inherits this position?
He rolled his eyes.
Koda: Mom, I already told you I don't want to be leader of the triad.
His mom: That's much different from what you said last year.
I couldn't help but feel a sliver of admiration for this woman. She's the first one I've seen who has at least a shred of indignation towards this whole thing. She really cares about Koda.
The limo we were in stopped in front of a tall hotel that seemed to reach to the top of the clouds.
His mom: Alright, great. Now I get to see my other son for about... What is it? The third time this year?
She groaned as she exited the car and we followed after her.
His mom: Now you two had better be careful unless you want to give Zack the wrong idea.
Koda: what do you mean?
His mom: Don't you know? Your father decided that as long as we're on this business excursion, Zack's possible suitors ought to come too.
She rolled her eyes.
His mom: He's obsessed! They're all going to be here.
Koda and I exchanged glances. Before entering the building, his mother stopped and looked back at us.
His mom: The smartest thing you two could do is what you did in the car. Xura, if Zack thought you were a possible suitor and took a liking to you, you could be stuck in a forced marriage with him for the rest of your life.
I gasped.
Me: But.. We're on American soil. Couldn't I-
She shook her head.
His mom: No. There's no way out of that. Your options would be either death or marriage. And knowing my husband, he'd probably insist that you marry Zack to expand the business with your American organizations.
She hesitated. Then, from her pocket she pulled out two rings.
His mom: Here, put these on. These are the rings meant for Zack and the suitor he picks. You can use them temporarily so long as you don't lose them.
Me: You want us to pretend we're married?
She smiled.
His mom: Not married. Fiancée's.
I could feel my cheeks draining of all color.
Me: Thanks.
His mom: You're welcome. We'll be on the top floor. You two come up when you're ready.
She went inside.

Koda and I exchanged glances again.
Me: Did you have any idea this would happen today?
Koda: You think I did?
Me: No, It's just so... Bizarre.
Koda: Do you want to leave?
Me: .. There's nowhere else I could go. Not that I would. I don't want to leave you on your own.
He half-smiled sympathetically.
Koda: Well, you did a pretty good job pretending in the car.
Me: Yeah.
Koda: Which, I actually wanted to ask... I know I played along, but I guess I wasn't very much expecting that reaction from you. Not from a comment like that.
I laughed.
Me: Well, after she said that to you, I kinda got angry for you and decided to do the thing that would provoke her the most. Ironic that we have to pretend we're engaged now, huh?
Koda: Wait. You weren't offended?
Me: Well, no. Not really. It just bothers me when people say things like that to my friends.
Koda: So you did that for me?
Me: ... Yeah, I guess I did.
He blushed.
Koda: Thanks.
Me: Anytime.
Koda: ... Are you ready?
Me: To pretend that we're getting married?
Koda: It might get crazy.
Me: With your family, it probably will.
He chuckled.
Me: But yeah, I'm ready. Let's do this.
He grinned and opened the door.
Koda: After you, my lady.
Me: Much obliged, good sir.

***

I have often asked myself how I end up in situations like this. Going up the elevator twenty floors with some guy I only met once, pretending to be his fiancée. Weird how these things happen.

The elevator doors opened in on a huge banquet room filled with about 200 people, not a single child in sight.
Koda: You sure you're ready?
I nodded and tried to heighten my posture as Koda took my arm in his. We walked in trying to look as normal as ever. Koda's dad noticed us instantly.
Koda's dad (Raku): Koda! You're late!
Arm in arm, Koda and I walked toward him.
Koda: Sorry dad, I got held up and-
Raku: No excuses. I expected you to be here on time. 8am on the dot. Isn't that what we discussed?
Koda: Yes, but I-
Raku: Didn't I say no excuses? Now, concerning our overnight plans- ...
He paused, his gaze traveling to the girl on Koda's arm. Oh wait. That's me.
Raku: Xura? What're you doing here?
He couldn't seem to put the dots together. Even despite the fact that Koda and I were pressed unusually close together.
Me: Well, I'm-
Koda: She's with me.
His father hesitated. Was he really that dense not to notice how obvious we had made this?
Raku: Well, Koda, I'm impressed.
Finally! Koda's eyes brightened for a second.
Raku: I can't believe you went completely out of your way to bring this knock-out of a woman to the suitor contest for Zack! Good job, son!
Um..
Koda: Wait a minute, dad-

Suddenly, a set of double doors opened, sending an loud echoing noise throughout the corridor. The whole room fell silent as Zack walked in dressed in a black suit and bow tie made of very expensive looking material.
He walked across the marble floors, his shoes clicking with each footstep, filling the now silent room with a sense of anxiety and anticipation. I could hear Koda letting out a shaky breath beside me. Even he was uncomfortable.
Zack stopped in the dead center of the room and smiled. The crowd gathered around him.
Zack: Thank you all for coming out today. You've all been gathered here for different purposes. Some, for the job I have recently put out, others to prove their continued loyalty to our cause, and lastly, the beautiful women who have come all this way for the chance to become my suitor. So without further ado, let's begin, shall we?
I couldn't help but feel a sense of eeriness from Zack. Something seemed different about him. The way he walked, the way he presented himself, even the way he spoke gave me a certain unease.
Zack quickly related the schedule for the rest of the event. Somehow, it didn't even surprise me that it started with his pick of suitor. The girls, dressed gorgeously, all stood in a line. 49 of them so I heard. It was like an extremely intense episode of the Bachelor.
I leaned over and whispered to Koda.
Me: Is it weird that I want to run through this crowd singing uptown funk at the top of my lungs?
He chuckled.
Koda: I wouldn't expect anything less of you.
I rolled my eyes with a smile. Raku glanced at me.
Raku: Xura, aren't you going to line up?
Me: Well, actually, sir-

Zack: Okay! I think we're ready to begin. Do you girls mind introducing yourself starting from the side of the room I came in from?
They started to go down the row with names.
Rake came up next to me.
Raku: Aren't you gonna go up there?
Me: Well, see, I've been trying to tell you that I'm not here for that. Koda and I actually keep getting interrupted whenever we-
Raku: Uh-oh! You'd better hurry, he's getting to the end of the line!
Me: But-
Raku: Go! I'm rooting for you!
He pushed me forward, into another girl and at the end of the line.
Girl: H-hey!
Me: Sorry, sorry, I really am sorry. I'm not supposed to-
Zack held a hand up as his eyes snapped to the end of the line.
Zack: What's going on over here?
He walked to the end of the line as I attempted to cover my face with my hands.
Girl: This woman just barreled straight into me!
Me: I did not! I was pushed into the line. If you'll just excuse me-
I tried to turn back to where Koda was standing, eager to get over quickly, but Zack grabbed my arm.
Zack: Wait just one second. Who pushed you?
He tried to pull me towards him. I quickly threw my hair over my face before he could twist me near. I stared directly at the floor, refusing to look at him.
Me: No one, alright? Just let me go.
He attempted to move my hair out of my face. I slapped his hand away.
Me: That's enough of that.
Zack: I'd watch your tone.
The room began to fall quiet as everyone's eyes started turned to Zack and I.
Zack: What's your name?
I continued to stare at the floor without saying a word. He let go of my arm and repeated the question with more of an edge to his voice.
Zack: What's your name?
I bit my lip. Then, brushing the hair out of my face, and narrowing my eyes, I declared it, in front of the whole room, as brazenly as I could.
Me: Xura, Xura Stryker.
He hesitated at the sight of me, taking a step back.
Zack: X-Xura?
There was a pause.
Zack: W-what happened to you? W-where-
Me: It doesn't matter.
Zack: Why-why are you here?
Me: Well, actually...
I walked over to his brother and laid my hand on his chest when I came near.
Me: Koda is my fiancée.

[Xura]

The crowd stared eyes wide, and jaws agape. It was fair to say no one had any idea who I was or even what had just occurred, but they knew something incredibly shocking had just happened right in front of their eyes.
It was some time before anyone broke the silence. But Zack soon regained his composure.

Zack: O-oh, of course. .. Congratulations on your engagement.
He clapped, filling the dead silent room with the hollow sound of applause. Upon seeing the action, the crowd immediately mimicked him. I don't think Koda and I could've been any more uncomfortable.
Zack: In light of this momentous occasion, I think it best that this suitor contest be postponed until tomorrow. Thank you all for coming, ladies. ... And In just a few moments, I will recongnize those here regarding the job opportunity. My uttmost gratitude goes out to you all for your patience.
The line of girls broke off in sighs both of relief and disappointment, and the crowd easily picked back up to the noise level in which they left off. In an instant, Zack, Raku, and the boy's mother converged on Koda and I.
Raku: Why didn't either of you mention this before?
Me: Well, we tried to but-
Their mom: But you're so wrapped up in all this madness that you interrupted the two of them before they could even get a word in edgewise!
Raku: Tsugumi-
I was getting sick of writing "their mom".
Tsugumi: I don't want to hear it! You've been ignoring Koda and I for days, it's only right that it happened this way.
He hesitated.
Zack: What I want to know is why the two of you didn't mention anything for however long you've been dating!
Koda: Well, we-
Tsugumi: I told them not to.
Zack: What do you mean you told them not to?
Tsugumi: I know you had relations with this young woman, I didn't want you getting between them.
Zack: Relations?
He scoffed.
Zack: How would I ever get "between" them?
Tsugumi: Don't you go denying it! You've talked about this girl nonstop since you met her, and your terrible father encouraged you!
Zack's face flushed red.
Raku: H-hey! Wait a minute-
One glare stopped his sentence in it's tracks.
Tsugumi: Koda and Xura are engaged. It's about time for once in your lives to be happy for someone other than yourselves.
With that, she walked away, submerging herself in the crowd.
Raku: W-wait a minute! Tsugumi!
He ran after her, leaving Koda and I standing alone with Zack.

Zack: ...
A waiter carrying a tray of champagne came our way. Zack took a glass in a smooth movement and downed a large sip of it.
Zack: For both of your information, I don't believe any of this for one second. And you can mark my words when I say I will bring the truth to light.
Koda scowled.
Koda: Jealous much?
Zack scoffed and walked off.

***

The event lasted about an hour longer after that. Zack was true to his word in explaining his "job opportunity" to those gathered, while Koda and I had walked around searching for snacks while getting congratulations for our "engagement".
When everyone began to leave, we couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. After all the crazy, things were finally beginning to calm down.
Soon, it was only a few bodyguards, the himoriji's, and myself standing in the empty banquet hall. Raku cleared his throat.
Raku: So... Tsugumi and I have spoken about it, and I realized that I may have approached this situation inappropriately. Therefore, I would like to offer my most sincere apologies. Please forgive me, Ms. Stryker.
Tsugumi elbowed him in his side.
Raku: O-oh! And Koda.
Koda and I exchanged glances.
Me: It's okay. I just wonder where exactly you want us to go from here.
I gently leaned on Koda's left shoulder.
Me: We've just kept this a secret for so long. Isn't that right, darling?
He nodded.
Koda: It's fair to say this was a bit of a shock for all of us.
Zack rolled his eyes and averted his gaze.
Raku: Well, I think it's obvious the next step is to have an engagement party.
This silenced all of us, and I felt my stomach beginning to turn.
Me: An e-engagement party? Are you sure that wouldn't conflict with the work you need to do here?
He laughed.
Raku: Nonsense! I'm sure Zachary wouldn't mind staying here another day to celebrate your engagement. Heck! We'll even invite your family for you.
I laughed nervously.
Me: O-oh! You don't need to do that.
Tsugumi: Honey, that's very nice of you, but Xura is right. Perhaps we should keep this on a more private level for now. At least until we get back to Japan.
Zack: I disagree
All heads turned to Zack.
Zack: I think it's a brilliant idea to hold an engagement party. In fact, we should extend our stay an extra week to celebrate this whole event!
Koda: Um-
Raku: I couldn't agree more! So then it's settled. Koda, speak with that Lucas boy again, make sure to extend our stay an extra week. Also-
He pointed at a bodyguard.
Raku: Tell Shisero to book a venue for the engagement party, make it on Friday night.
The guard scuttled away. Raku grinned.
Raku: this is more fantastic than I could ever have imagined! Koda, come with me, we have a lot to catch up on. The rest of you, take a ride to the place we'll have lunch. You remember that restaurant I was telling you about, don't you dear?
She nodded.
Me: G-great.
Koda: Bye honey, see you soon.
He kissed my cheek.
Me: R-right. Goodbye, dear.
They walked out of the room. I released a shaky breath.
Zack: Oh! Aren't you just excited?! I sure am.
He grinned smugly, and gave a single sarcastic clap.
Zack: Feel free to admit it anytime, you two. You might just spare yourself some unnecessary humiliation.
His mother glared at him.
Tsugumi: She has nothing to hide.
Zack: Sure, mom. Just like you don't either.
Tsugumi: What is that supposed to mean?
He half-shrugged, then walked out of the room. Tsugumi and I stood alone together.

Me: He is not the same man I knew.
She took a long sip of the red wine she was holding.
Tsugumi: No, that's the same man. But power has consumed him.
She turned to face me.
Tsugumi: Which is why, we're going to need to intensely up our game.
Me: W-what?
Tsugumi: You heard me. You're posing as my son's fiancée. We're going to need to take this to the next level.
I took a step back.
Me: No, I can't do this anymore. I pretended today. I simply came because Koda asked me, I'm done.
She raised an eyebrow and swiveled her wine in it's glass.
Tsugumi: Xura, I don't think you understand. If you back out now, your options are the same as I told you before you came in here. Marriage or death. There's no running away. My son is young and mad with power, he has all the resources he needs to hunt you down. The only thing you can do right now, the only logical option, is to continue pretending to be Koda's fiancée. More then pretending. By Friday, you'll need to even convince your family you are rock-solid sure you're marrying him.
Me: ... Well that's a problem too, considering that I haven't even seen my family in a year. They discovered that I was acting as a traitor in their organization.
She sighed, then chuckled.
Tsugumi: Oh, little girl. You sure know how to get yourself in some big trouble. Lucky for you, I'm about to become your best friend this week. ... These problems with your family, expect them to be eradicated by tomorrow.
Me: I don't think it'll be that easy.
She laughed, and we began a walk to the elevator.
Tsugumi: Oh please, dear. Favors are worth much more than the record of a young girl.
Me: ... Okay, if you say so.
Tsugumi: I hope you're ready to plan a wedding over the course of the next few days, dear. We'll need a dress, color scheme, venue, cake, flower choice, and menu decided by tomorrow. Also, chose a maid of honor. I'm sure you have friends, right?
Me: O-of course.
Tsugumi: Excellent. Call her right now.
She handed me her phone.
Tsugumi: And hurry up with it too. I'm expecting a number of calls today.
Oh boy. Unfortunately, there was only one person I could even think of calling.
Amy: Who is this?
Me: Amy?
Amy: Xura? ... I thought you weren't coming back till' Tuesday.
Just be honest
Me: Well, see, um... In the short time I was gone, I may or may not have gotten myself into a fake relationship with your ex-boyfriend and need to you to be my pretend maid of honor.
She paused.
Amy: ... Which ex-boyfriend?
Me: Koda.
I could hear her let out a long huff at the other end of the line.
Amy: ... Alright. Where can I find you?
Me: We're about to get in a limo now, we could swing by the hotel-
Amy: Fine. I'll be out in a minute.
Me: Okay. Bye.
I handed Tsugumi's phone back.
Me: Thanks. ... Mrs. Himoriji, do you really think this is going to work?
Tsugumi: Xura Stryker, if you just trust me this week, I promise everything will go back to how it was before this mess started.

***

Amy slid into the limo, a sour and distrusting expression her face.
Amy: Tsugumi.
Tsugumi: Amelia.
They glared at each other.
Tsugumi: Not my favorite pick, but definitely believable. If Zack sees Amy with you, he might think twice about his suspicions with the engagement.
Amy leaned back.
Amy: Oh, you really got yourself in deep this time, didn't you?
Me: You have no idea.

The limo stopped at the front of a building in the Chicago loop.
Tsugumi: The restaurant Raku chose is on the 40th floor here. Amy, you're an unexpected guest, so act accordingly. The topic will most likely be Koda and Xura before the engagement, the proposal, ect. Make up some believable stories as we go up. You've got about five minutes to do so.
She got out of the car. After exchanging an uneasy glance with Amy, we did so also. We walked in silence to the building, Tsugumi stopped us before we could walk in.
Tsugumi: and if either of you have any unresolved issues or unclear motives before walking in here, resolve them now. I need you working together if this is going to work. I can buy you just a couple of minutes.
She walked in. That woman always seemed to know what was happening.
Me: So...
Amy: So...
Me: .. Listen, I'm sorry I ran out like that. I just wanted some space, and to prove I could do things on my own.
Amy: This is doing things on your own?
I glared at her.
Amy: Alright, alright, I get it. This is all kinda transpired on it's own, right?
She sighed.
Amy: ... I'm sorry too. Some of the things I said, how I acted, well... I'm not proud of it. I just- I guess.. I care about you, alright?
I grinned and gave her a hug.
Me: ... You know though, I don't think I did that bad on my own.
Amy: Oh?
Me: I managed to survive the night, in luxury, with no money and a single pair of clothes.
She smiled.
Amy: Impressive. So how do you explain all this?
Me: ... Well, the pretending thing would probably blow over, but I'd end up married to the leader of the triad. Steady income, luxury living, I would've been fine.
She laughed.
Amy: Sure, now let's get in there.

It was strange. Even though the elevator was headed up, I would get a deeper sinking feeling as we neared the destination.
Amy: Alright. So, Tsugumi is a master con artist, coming up with stories is easy for her. Unfortunately for us though, we need to prove that everyone involved in this con knows what they're talking about. And.. We're not all Tsugumi. So that's why we're going to use the history Koda and I have together as your alibi.
Me: .. I don't know. That doesn't feel right.
Amy: Come on, trust me. They'll bite. Plus, I told you how he proposed to me before. Just tell that story when your asked.
Me: O-okay.
Amy: Above all, you'll need to stop that.
Me: Stop what?
Amy: Being nervous like that. You need to sell this part, your future depends on it.
I let out a shaky breath.
Me: It's not like I'm trying to be.
Amy: ... I know. Listen, I understand it's been some time since we've last done this, but Xura, I've seen you do it before. You're not perfect like those agencies wanted you to be, but you're you. And Xura, I have never met anyone who even comes close to who you are, and what you can do when put to the test.
Me: You really think so?
Amy: Of course I do. Heck, you made friends with me immediately after I told you I didn't make friends.
I laughed.
Amy: You'll be fine. I'll be by your side the entire time.

The doors opened and we walked in.
Waitress: Welcome to Everest! Where can I seat you two?
Amy: We're with a group.
Waitress: Last name?
Me: Himoriji.
Waitress: Ah, you're by the window, straight over here.
She led us across the restaurant to the table.

I can do this, I can do this, I can do this

Raku: Ah! Xura! ...
He paused, glanced at Amy, and fell silent.
Koda: Amy?
Amy: Koda.
Those seated gave us a disbelieving glare.
Me: You've all met my maid of honor, right?